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Everybody Knows About the Other Sage
Two
By Charles Rafferty
By Evan Joseph Massey
But Michael Collins kept orbiting while the Act you like you been.
lunar module dropped down like a spider Round some money.
to the bathroom floor. For 21 hours and 36 Round the way money.
minutes, he was the loneliest man alive, and on Is Bones.
the dark side, Collins lost contact with all but Coins are minted.
the pressurized stink of the capsule, the lights From iron.
of his switches and dials. They became more In the blood.
important than the sky itself, blazing beyond Round the way.
his window. It must have been unnerving — And blood young.
the need to be touched and the need to not Young blood.
touch anything.
The Old Heads.
Call you.
Wise up, Youngin.
Wise your headup.
Hit a book.
Get a broad.
Hit a star.
Aim your iron bow.
Blood-tipped arrow.
You borrow.
A couple bones.
To spend.
On your homie’s grave.
Your homie’s pit.
Digs a bone up.
From the ground.
Drops it.
At your sneaks.
You hold.
It’s old head.
Whisper,Wise.
In its ear.
Whisper, If I get dropped.
Lick up.
Mycoins.